Then out of the blue, yesterday afternoon she rang my doorbell and I was so happy to see her again. She asked me if she can come in and I welcomed her...inside. She told me that she got a job with a research company. I congratulated her on her getting her job. I asked her if she drinks wine as we should celebrate the occasion. she declined the offer but invited me for dinner again. She was looking really hot in her western office wear with the tight skirt and tops.I asked her where her son was. Teacher continued: „I want to tell you right away that you will not be punished or condemned. Nevertheless I would like to directly ask why you took part in this stupid and ridiculous ski competition or carnival, no matter what you call it?“„There were 1652 participants. Were they all stupid?“ asked Amanda.„Of course not! Surely you understand, that I asked about NAKED skiing!“Amanda pretended misunderstanding. „It was allowed to come naked! I was a competitor like all others, I had a number. You muffle your screams in the pillow, holding onto it for dear life as I propel my body forward, smashing it against your ass. My cock sliding even deeper inside you, drawing more juices from that well of yours. My hand still coming down in a steady pace, hitting your ass cheek, making it delightful red. Grabbing your hip with my other hand, pulling you to me as hard as I can, impaling you on my rock hard cock. “I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!” you cry out. Your pussy is contracting around. As we danced to the song, Tara looked into my eyes and gave me a loving kiss. She whispered to me, " After the song ends, let's go back to my place for dessert." The song concluded and the couples applauded as they went back to their tables. I paid the bill and off we went to her townhouse. When we got there, our kissing became more passionate. "Sit down Alan, now is the time for your dessert," Tara told me. She took out her phone, hit the music app, and began to dance for me. Yes, in her.